1.If You Were a Sailboat
If you were a cowboy I would trail you,
If you were a piece of wood
I'd nail you to the floor.
If you were a sailboat
I would sail you to the shore.
If you were a river
I would swim you,
If you were a house
I would live in you all my days.
If you were a preacher
I'd begin to change my ways.
Sometimes I believe in fate,
But the chances we create,
Always seem to ring more true.
You took a chance on loving me,
I took a chance on loving you.
If I was in jail
I know you'd spring me,
If I was a telephone
you'd ring me all day long.
If I was in pain
I know you'd sing me soothing songs.
Sometimes I believe in fate,
But the chances we create,
Always seem to ring more true.
You took a chance on loving me,
I took a chance on loving you.
If I was hungry
you would feed me,
If I was in darkness
you would lead me to the light.
If I was a book
I know you'd read me every night.
If you were a cowboy
I would trail you,
If you were a piece of wood
I'd nail you to the floor.
If you were sailboat
I would sail you to the shore.
If you were sailboat
I would sail you to the shore.
If you were sailboat
I would sail you to the shore.
2.Junk Mail
When you left,
didn't even leave a note
Saved yourself,
didn't spare my pain,
Now I know
how it feels to hit the wall,
I'll never fall again;
And the junk mail still comes for you,
And reminds me of a life I need to forget.
The junk mail still comes for you,
And reminds me of a life I need to forget.
Gazing down on the busy street below,
From my room where the walls are grey;
Don't know how I will ever get myself
Through another day.
And the junk mail still comes for you,
And reminds me of a life I need to forget.
And the junk mail still comes for you,
And reminds me of a life I need to forget.
I poured some wine,
And I poured a glass for you,
I should know that I just need one.
And last night I lit two cigarettes,
Forgetting that you'd gone.
And the junk mail still comes for you,
And reminds me of a life I need to forget.
And the junk mail still comes for you,
And reminds me of a life I need to forget.
3.Straight to DVD
If they made a movie bout you and me
It would go straight to DVD
Though the music's good,
but the acting's not
There ain't no dialogue
and there ain't no plot
If they made a film about me and you
It would never get a good review
You act so smooth in the steamy scenes
But there ain't no fire
you don't know what it means
The movie of you and me
would go straight to DVD
The story of you and me
would go straight to DVD
Would it be a movie bout love or war
We don't even know what we're fighting for
It was sometimes good and sometimes great
But mostly now it's like a boring date
The movie of you and me
would go straight to DVD
The story of you and me
would go straight to DVD
Now there are no surprises
the temperature rarely rises
Maybe we're just pretending
there'll be a happy ending
If they made a movie bout you and me
It would go straight to DVD
Though the music's good
but the acting's not
There ain't no dialogue
and there ain't no plot
The movie of you and me
would go straight to DVD
The story of you and me
would go straight to DVD
The movie of you and me
would go straight to DVD
From the single 'If You Were A Sailboat'
4.This Year's Love
This years love had better last
Heaven knows it's high time
And I've been waiting on my own too long
But when you hold me like you do
It feels so right
I start to forget
How my heart gets torn
When that hurt gets thrown
Feeling like you can't go on
Turning circles when time again
It cuts like a knife oh yeah
If you love me got to know for sure
Cos it takes something more this time
Than sweet sweet lies
Before I open up my arms and fall
Losing all control
Every dream inside my soul
And when you kiss me
On that midnight street
Sweep me off my feet
Singing ain't this life so sweet
This years love had better last
This years love had better last
So whose to worry
If our hearts get torn
When that hurt gets thrown
Don't you know this life goes on
And won't you kiss me
On that midnight street
Sweep me off my feet
Singing ain't this life so sweet
This years love had better last
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